LESSON LEARNT

I saw her in the subway
She was truly breathtaking
We crossed in the midway
Behind her I started walking

Her beauty was so natural
Her traits were so feminine
Her blush was coral
In me she was creating famine

But there I witnessed something
There she was being mistreated
It made me incapable of thinking
But before anything I executed

Something big had just took place
Lying down there was her sinner
Everyone stopped to look at her face
She standing proud as a winner

Her once enchanting kohled eyes
Now blazing with anger like wild fire
Her hair that creates women's cries
Now surrendered to wind to take it higher

Her small, soft hands had managed
To redden the cheeks of the filthy
She was not the one to be damaged
There at that moment I saw him guilty

'Before doing this next time, remember this'
She hissed with great venom and distaste
Admiration that was around was not worth a miss
Then I saw a little girl rush towards her in haste

She then stood before her and clapped
Then there was a rain of claps and praise
Then again as if something was flapped
She was back to what I had first gaze

Again back was the same gentle lady
Who had made me glee
Looks she has some magical key
But that day changed me

The way I looked at womenfolk
They don't need our(men) protection
Inside me something she did provoke
Respect is what they need to function

"Feminine doesn't mean weak"
It all depends on our deed
This woman that I went to seek
Had taught me a lesson indeed

-Admirer boy, who learnt a lesson